"Then you definitely can't leave! I'm counting on you to take care of your aunt. Why are you leaving now?" Zhao Yingjun raised his voice towards the door of his wife's bedroom, "You, a young girl, came to seek refuge with us, and now you're leaving after staying a few days. If people find out, won't they criticize us? Did your aunt say something? Jinxiu, come out! Did you say something to her?"
Su Miao hurriedly said, "No, Aunt has been very nice to me..."
"Don't worry about it. I'll talk to her myself." Zhao Yingjun grabbed her arm and pressed her down on the sofa, then walked toward his wife's room.
Su Jinxiu, holding her waist, came out. She had actually heard the noises outside for a while. Hearing that Su Miao was leaving made her initially quite happy, but upon realizing Zhao Yingjun was concerned, it affected her profoundly, and she walked out with a stern expression.
